Page 128 of Retribution

I steel myself. I can do this. I think about all the things he did. I can do this. He deserves his comeuppance. I owe it to myself, and to be honest, that poor downtrodden sister of his. To all the other women he’s hurt, or killed.

Except Nasty Nurse, of course.

I go through the curtain, and push all the other distracting thoughts away. I have a job to do and this will be my only chance to do it.

Joe is splayed out on the couch. He looks right at me, and there's no recognition in his eyes.

I offer him the drink on the tray, my eyes downcast demurely.

'Finally,' he says with a snarl. 'I don’t know whose cock I have to suck to get a fucking drink in here.'

He snatches the glass and downs the contents, slapping it back on the tray hard when he’s finished.

That was easy. My lips quirk up. Anticlimactic, actually.

‘Get me another.’

And then he looks at me, really looks at me, for the first time, and hestartles.

‘Marguerite.’

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The sadistic asshole downs the drink she offers him like he’s dying of thirst and my eyes widen a little bit with glee. It’s done.

That motherfucker… I almost wish I was the one doing it. Hell, I do wish I was doing it, but I know why she has to be the one.

He doesn't even know that it's her for about thirty seconds. And then the son of a bitch looks her in the eye, and uncertainty clouds his features.

'Marguerite. What are you doing here?' He stands up. ‘How are you here?'

And then he smirks, 'Have you realized how hard it is out there? Come crawling back to beg me to take you as my wife?’

He laughs when she says nothing.

‘Get on your knees, you dumb little bitch.'

My fists tighten. Fuck, I want to go in there and beat the ever-loving shit out of him.

But I don't. This is our girl's moment.

I just watch through the peephole.

Daisy ignores Joe’s words and holds her ground. ‘You killed the nurse?’

The asshole's eyes travel over Daisy, over what’s never been and never will be his, like he owns her.

'She served her purpose… Well, she failed at her purpose, actually. Now, my wayward little whore, the real question is, what am I going to do with you?'

His eyes narrow, gleeful and malicious, and he produces asmall, black remote. 'Go over there and lay on the couch. Open your legs wide for me, I want to look at what's going to be mine soon, what I'm going to share with my brother whenever he asks, so long as he's a good boy.'

Joe’s lips curl up into a sadistic smile.

Daisy doesn't move.

'Now, my darling, or I'll have to correct you and then maybe I’ll have a little fun with you while you’re passed out. Just a little, like I did that day with Aggie in your room. Do you remember?’

'No.'